The "Tian Di Wu Di Liao Shang Ba Qi Dan" of the Blue Bull, although it healed Guo Yi's injuries in a short time, also left behind strong side effects, and his cultivation would experience intense fluctuations within three months.

  This is a deadly thing, and such things are absolutely fatal when fighting for life and death. For example, he was originally the eighth palace of spiritual cultivation, but suddenly lost all his spiritual power and became a martial saint while fighting, if so, wouldn't he be killed in one move?

  Of course, it's not all bad. If his cultivation suddenly fluctuates to the realm of Fa Zhu, then even Chu Ge, the first on the Spirit List, would only have a chance to escape in front of him.

  Guo Yi had already warned himself many times to beware of this cow, but the tragedy still occurred. What else could he say? It was also impossible for him to cook and eat the cow.

  Guo Lu went to become the son-in-law of a government official, Guo Yi also planned to rush to Huadu Holy City, Hua Er Lou was at the critical point between life and death, not even a moment could be delayed.

  The sun sets in the west, the sunset is yellow and dim.

  The sunset at the ferry terminal is beautiful!

  Kun Island is the most commonly used water transportation tool for Central Plains cultivators, which can travel 500 million miles a day and is known as the Wan Jiao Flying Boat on the water.

  The so-called "Kun Island" is a group of islands moored at the Dusk Ferry Terminal, with some being luxurious and magnificent, others having carved railings and towering pavilions, while others have cranes flying overhead or are filled with music and dance.

  On each of the Kun Islands, eighteen thick black iron chains are tied up, with a red Kun fish thousands of meters long locked in front to pull the Kun Island.

  Kun is a specialty of the Dusk River, known as the largest fish in the entire ancient Xuan domain. Legend has it that it can also cultivate, and ancient records have seen someone see a Kun fish transform into a winged Kunpeng, soaring straight up to 90 million miles, breaking through the barrier of the ancient Xuan domain's great world, and flying away into the void.

  On this day, Kun Island was about to set sail. The sunset wharf welcomed three special guests: a handsome young man with a purple wooden folding fan in one hand and a blue cow in the other, with a beautiful woman in red gauze sitting on the cow's back, as if she had walked out of a painting.

  That young man with the handheld fan was indeed Guo Yi. After taking the miraculous medicine of bone displacement made by Qing Niu, his appearance had undergone a drastic change. Even people who knew him before might not be able to recognize him now.

  His portrait has been plastered all over the Central Plains, and there is hardly anyone who does not recognize him. This time he came to Huadu Holy City to save people, so he had to keep a low profile and change his appearance was a necessary thing, so he pretended to be a couple with Hong Xiangyin, in order to avoid the attention of the crowd.

  "I wonder what level of Kun Island the two immortal friends are taking?" asked a spirit who was in charge of the third palace in the Xiyang Pavilion.

  This was an old man over sixty years old, who was in charge of the evening sun ferry. He looked at Guo Yi's simple attire and then looked at the cow behind him, and suddenly nodded his head, saying: "It seems that the immortal friend is going to take a low-level Kun Island, after boarding the Kun Island, only ten spiritual grass seeds need to be paid for one billion miles."

  Guo Yi was low-key, but he didn't want to lose out on himself either. Xiao Changsheng had given him a big basket of spiritual fruit, and now that he was rich, he naturally wanted to sit in the best seat on Kun Island.

  Guo Yi smiled and said: "I don't know how many levels of Kun Island there are?"

  The old man was obviously a very patient person, and he explained in detail: "According to the treatment level of Kun Island, it is divided into four levels: low-level, mid-level, high-level, and spiritual level."

  "I'll take the Ling-class Kun Island then, when does it set sail?" Guo Yi said.

  The old man heard that Guo Yi was going to take the Ling-class Kun Island, and immediately kindly advised: "This Ling-class Kun Island is not something that ordinary people can afford. A billion miles of waterway requires a payment of one spiritual grass, only those outstanding disciples of ancient immortal sects, or the young masters and misses of a prefecture, the princes and princesses of the Spiritual Kingdom, can afford to sit on it. Fellow daoist, don't force yourself, don't spend your life savings on this. In fact, the speed of the lower-class Kun Island is not much slower than that of the Ling-class Kun Island, it's just a bit less comfortable."

  "It doesn't matter, when one is young, they should enjoy themselves to the fullest; if not now, then when?"

  From this place to Huadu Holy City, it's at least 150 billion miles away. One billion miles cost one stalk of spiritual grass, which means that two people and a cow would need to spend 450 stalks of spiritual grass, equivalent to four and a half spiritual fruits. This is absolutely an astronomical price, no wonder the old man would persuade Guo Yi.

  The more expensive it was, the more interested Guo Yi became in this Ling-class Kun Island. He smiled at Hong Xiang, who was riding on the cow's back, and said: "Wife, do you think we can afford to sit on this Ling-class Kun Island?"

  "Hehe, you're the head of the household, it's all up to you to make decisions. You should also use some of that private money of yours." Hong Xiang's tone was very cooperative, with a gentle and warm smile, just like an obedient little wife.

  "This married man always needs some private money, you are the financial manager of the family, this money should be given by you." Four hundred and fifty spiritual grasses are not a small sum, Guo Yao doesn't want to be the scapegoat.

  Hong Xiang couldn't help but laugh: "When going out, it's always the man who should pay the bill. As a wife, I only care about the income, not the expenses."

  "Ah! It seems that a man who has a wife can no longer be considered a man, at most he is just a servant working for his wife, not only does he not get paid, but also has to serve her like a queen."

  Guo Yexiao smiled and hurriedly drove the green cow, carrying his wife, to sit on top of a carved railing palace pavilion on Kun Island. After handing over the spiritual fruit, they were led by the maidservants on Kun Island into a three-story building made of spiritual jade, which was their residence.

  On this spiritual level of Kunyu Island, there are thirty-six gardens of various sizes. Each garden has dozens of such buildings, and one garden is a small residential group.

  Each of the buildings has eight young and beautiful maidens, all of whom are stunning beauties, one in a million. They have all been sold to the backstage bosses of Kun Island and can satisfy any customer's needs, including sleeping with them.

  Only Lingji Kun Island has such treatment, this is the first reason why the price is so expensive.

  Outside the attic, there is also a small garden, with stone tables and stools in the garden, where people can go out at night to enjoy the moon and watch the river.

  It was already nightfall, Kun Island had set sail, and the sound of water flowing on the Xiyang River was sliding by my ears. Guo Yao and Hong Xiangyin were sitting on a stone bench in the garden.

  Hong Xiangyin rested one hand under her chin, the other playing with a strand of hair, her bright eyes forever carrying an enchanting smile. She gazed at the curved moon, exuding an inexplicable charm that captivated people.

  Guo Yi didn't have the same enthusiasm, holding a jug of fine wine that had been placed on the stone table for some time, drinking and sighing, his heart was troubled by many things.

  "You're a dead man, with such a great night scene you're sighing what's wrong, it's really ruining the mood." Hong Xiangyin seemed to have already immersed herself in the role and started acting like Guo Yao's wife.

  "Get another jug of wine." Guo Yi shook the already empty wine jug, his expression more pitiful than crying, and said: "I don't have a single thread of spiritual energy in my body now, my strength isn't even comparable to that of a Martial Saint. If you were in this situation, you'd also sigh."

  Hong Xiangyin was overjoyed and quickly placed her snow-white fingers on Guo Yi's hand, indeed she couldn't feel any spiritual energy. Suddenly, she laughed and said: "It's really pitiful, the immortal gate is closed, the meridians are blocked, at most it's equivalent to the seventh layer of the 'Great Wu Jing', no different from an ordinary person."

  Hong Xiangyin confirmed that Guo Yi had indeed lost all his spiritual power, then he stirred up the red gauze on his body and stood up, like a sensual elf walking into the attic at night.

  "Where are you going?" Guo Yi asked.

  "Going back to bed, does husband want to sleep with me?" Hong Xiangyin didn't even turn her head, her voice fading away.

  "No need, I'll just drink here tonight."

  Kuang Ye shouted loudly towards her back, then beckoned with his hand, and the green cow suddenly slipped out of the flower cluster, saying: "This woman has a ghost in her heart."

  Guo Yexiao smiled and said: "I know, you go follow her now, see where she goes and who she meets? Come back and tell me everything without missing a single word."

  "Hey, you two fake spouses are really one more cunning than the other." Qing Niu said.

  Kuo Yeh was not in a good mood and said, "If you want to compare cunning, this cow is the most cunning. Don't follow it, or we'll lose it with our Night Maiden Temple's hiding technique, which is quite formidable."

  "What kind of person is the master, today when she sat on my back, I put a colorless and odorless poison on her body, only my innate divine cow nose can smell it out, no matter where she goes, I can find her through the smell of the poison." Qing Niu said with a sly smile.

  Guo Yixin's heart skipped a beat as he asked: "What kind of poison did you use?"

  "The true body uses poison to change and transform, this won't be told to you for now, wait until the day we turn against her, you will naturally understand." Qing Niu sneered repeatedly, then followed in the direction where Hong Xiangyin disappeared, with a ghostly and suspicious air.

  Looking at the green cow's face with a sinister smile, Guo Yi suddenly felt that this cow was indeed too treacherous. Suddenly his expression changed, "It won't have put some poison on me, will it? Damn, with this dead cow's character, it's definitely capable of doing so."

  "Sir, the wine has arrived." A refined maid brought over a bronze wine jug.

  Kuo I took over the bronze wine vessel and said with a smile: "Let's go down!"

  The maid looked at Guo Yi, blinked her beautiful eyes, and smiled: "Young master, don't you feel bored drinking alone here? Why not go to the wine pool with those young masters and misses, as well as those young heroes?"

  "Hehe, I'm not a person who likes to join in the excitement." Guo Yi poured wine directly from the jug into his mouth.

  "But I heard that on our Kun Island, there is a person with a great reputation who is now holding a gathering at the Jiuyuechi, and all the young masters of various families, princes, princesses, and those talented young men have all gone to attend. It's very lively over there right now." The maid seemed to want to go watch as well, but since the guest wasn't going, she didn't have the qualifications to go either, so at this time she was enthusiastically serving Guo Yao instead.

  "The Book Sword Wine Meeting has some meaning, but I've lost all my cultivation now. If I go, I don't know if I can even get a seat." Guo Yi shook his head secretly and didn't plan to attend. He still thought it was better to show up less often, so as not to be seen through by those with higher cultivation.

  The maid saw that Guo Yi seemed to have no intention of going, and she let out a sigh in her heart, thinking that it was unlikely they would make it to the grand gathering. She gave Guo Yi a slight bow before turning around and leaving, muttering softly as she walked: "It seems we won't get to see the heavenly face of the White Bone Mountain Saintess, one of the Seven Great Evil Lands!"

  Kuo Yeh heard the maid's sigh and was immediately delighted, hastily calling her to a halt and asking again: "Who did you say that important person was just now?"

  "In the Shengu Temple under Mount Baigu, I heard that she is an unparalleled beauty, comparable to the three great beauties of ancient Xuanwu in terms of looks. Her cultivation is also unmatched and unparalleled. Not long ago, she had already entered the top ten of the Spiritual Ranking." The maid said.

  Sheng Nu was Li Xiao Yan. At the time of Nan Ling, she thought Guo Ye was dead and to avenge him, she dared to draw her sword against Liu Yan Ran, whose cultivation had already reached the sky. This can illustrate how deeply she loved Guo Ye.

  Guo Yi thought he would never meet her again in this life, but fate played a trick on them, and the two of them ended up sitting on the same whale island again so soon.

  Now Guo Yi's appearance has been altered, even Li Xiaoyan may not be able to recognize him easily. So he decided to go and take a look at her from afar, saying: "Let's go! We're going to the Book Sword Wine Meeting."

  The elegant maid heard Guo Yao's words and was overjoyed. She hastily led the way for him in front.